"No, it's not all right. He shouldn't have said that. How could he even think that?" she fumed. Strangely, Dad's remark changed everything between Mom...and me. I found myself looking at Mom in an entirely different and unsettling way. Hell, I told you that I was eighteen and if a second went by that I wasn't thinking about sex, it was a rare one. . . .All that had transpired about a week ago and things had been kind of tense between the two of us. Mom usually wore a flannel gown at night, but. So I hiked my leg over her face and went into the 69 position. I moved my tounge like a vortex into her pussy. “Yea! Yea! Yea! Come on baby! Im about to cuuuuuum!” She screamed as water gushed out. I took my hand and started to rub her cunt fast and hard, making more water spray out like a geyser. She had one orgasm after another, her pelvis pushed out several times into the air. When she calmed down she took my cock and jammed it into her mouth. I started to fuck her mouth, still in the 69. I called her to confirm that it would be alright and gave her the dates of my arrival. The plane arrived on time and as I left the Customs area I looked around to find Nan standing on the sidelines, waiting for me. I rushed across to her and grabbed her in a big hug and kissed her lovingly. I was so glad to see her. I had turned 21 and joined the Forces and hadn’t seen her since then. The thing is that I had always loved my Nan. Every time I would talk to her on the phone or in person,. Mum was squirming under her sister's mouth and clutching at her own breasts, she looked as if she was in agony but I knew she was enjoying it, I leaned over and kissed her deeply, her tongue snaked between my teeth and she sobbed,"Strip for me Anthony, take all your clothes off darling, I want you naked"I practically tripped over myself in the rush to get naked and mum gasped when she saw how my penis reared up to almost touch my navel,"Oh fuck yes" she whispered, "Look at all that"Moving.